Author Archives: Jennifer Steimer

We Did This Together

Northwest Youth Corps first Queer Crew 2017 Graduation Speech

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Queerly beloved, we are gathered here to-gay to celebrate the last day of NYC’s session, but also the last day of NYC’s first Queer Crew’s session. It has been quite the month for us woodsy gays. Being in the LGBTQ+ community bonds us, sure, but now we can say that we have climbed mountains together, braved rattle snake infested canyons together, and have literally been marooned on an island in the Pacific with dwindling food and an indeterminate departure time. Add the normal strain of regular old NYC living, plus the pressure of being the first all queer conservation crew, and you get a family of individuals who can wear hard hats as well as we can wear rainbow glitter, and cut down saplings as well as we can tear down preconceived expectations about our abilities because of our sexualities or genders.

We did this together. In the coming months, as we cross off the days on calendar pages, and in the coming years as we await Queer Conservation Corps, this will not leave us. Incoming queer crews will have their stories after us, but we had the privilege of being the first page. In that, in our work, in our memories, and in our lives, we will take pride.

Ariana and Lee, thank you for teaching us to bash back.

Queer Crew Member, 2017

Discover One’s True Self

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This experience meant an opportunity to discover one’s true self without the boundaries that are placed upon us by society. 

This experience has been a gateway to self discovery in its purest form. 

For many of us life is a cardboard box, a box of social groups, cultural norms, identity boundaries, and restriction of expression.  Every now and again the wind blows and the box tumbles head over heels allowing us a brief glimpse of our true nature and the nature of the world around us. 

But almost always the box lands open side down. 

This program reminds us that we are strong enough to break through cardboard. This adventure gives us the opportunity to separate ourselves from the cycles that dis-empower us. The only thing preventing you from being your true self is the illusion of disempowerment perpetuated by these cycles.

Take a second to reflect on your experience and if you realize nothing else, none of this is possible alone.

 -Yellow Crew Member, 2017

Remembering Bob Mann

You may know of NYC as a highly successful organization whose existence and significance can be taken for granted. However, when NYC first began, we were led by staff with modest experience––at best––in outdoor education.

Enter Bob Mann, a former NYC Board Member and long-time donor, who passed away recently. Today we honor the life of Bob Mann, a significant volunteer who helped made NYC what it is today.

Born into this world with a passion for the outdoors, Bob graduated with a degree in Education and Biology and went on to earn an Administrative license. He served youth in many capacities, and retired as Director of Outdoor School (ODS) for the Northwest Region Education Service District.

As NYC Founder and long-time Executive Director, Art Pope, reminisced, “I first met Bob Mann when I was hired to run the Camp Yamhill Outdoor School (ODS) program in 1979.  I had exactly zero experience with Outdoor School; I barely even knew what it was.

However, Bob’s booming laughter and irrepressible good humor offered assurance of his confidence in my ability to lead new staff, and run a successful program. He also made it clear that having fun was part of the job, as far as he was concerned.

Bob’s visits were always appreciated. On one particularly noteworthy visit, Bob proudly pulled several large envelopes out of his car and showed us a strange-looking collection of furry, flat-as-a-pancake items that––with a flip of the wrist––worked quite well as Frisbees.  Bob then explained to us staff how rare it was to find a perfect “sail-rat”­­. They were to be found only on highways with heavy truck traffic and could only be collected during spells of very hot, dry weather.  Even now, as I drive a scorching hot section of bare pavement, I think of Bob every time I spot a particularly flat and well dried spot of fur asking to be peeled off the pavement and sent for a sail!”

All fun aside, Bob touched thousands and thousands of lives while he worked for Washington County ESD.  He made sure the resources were in place which allowed sixth grade students to get away from home and discover new abilities while surrounded by young leaders with a love for the natural world.  Bob was also a role model to the hundreds of high school counselors and college-age staff who worked at Washington County’s ODS programs every year.

With Bob’s help and support, Art Pope went on to start Northwest Youth Corps, and when asked by Art, Bob willingly joined NYC’s Board of Directors. For many years, Bob was a source of wisdom and inspiration for our staff and other board members.   We respect his contributions greatly and will miss him tremendously.

After his departure from the board, Bob made regular donations to support our work. Please contact us, if you would like to honor Bob’s legacy with a gift. We are grateful to those generous donors who have already made a recent donation to NYC in his name. Thank you for your support, and thank you again, Bob Mann, for helping to make NYC a reality.

A Crew Both Big and Red

Big Red CrewA crew both Big and Red
High country whisks them from home
I join. One week. Destined to roam.
Yet something inside me lags behind
Excitement for trails they could find
Weeks go by and I wonder what I miss
Often I did reminisce
Of our frigid days
Of bugles elk and brass
Fireside discussions that made time pass

The final week, final days
All antsy, half crazed
Waiting for the finale
Days and hours tallied
Your rover reunites
5 more days, 5 more nights

And the weeks have shown
Smiles when you used to groan
Pathways brushed
Invasives pulled
Your crew is bold
For three weeks
Trails you cut
No more walking. big red struts.
But if you are ever in a rut,
Remember your crew and all this great stuff

Oliver, Fall Youth Corps Camping Assistant Crew Leader, 2016

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Facing Problems Together is a Privilege

Unamspring 2016Northwest Youth Corps has given me many experiences about overcoming challenges. Every day in each moment we face an obstacle, I realize how much we push each other as a crew. All of us living our daily lives as usual but coming together in moments of need, we come together all with one goal in mind and encourage as well as inspire those in our crew to do better.

What I believe I learned is that facing problems together is a privilege- a privilege of responsibility, initiative, and pushing beyond your limits in unison. Being on a crew is like having a family. When one of us comes to a problem, we all face it together. When one of us can’t give it our all, we recognize it as a crew and do what we can to help. This is what I believe I learned about when I came to Northwest Youth Corps.

Unanimous, Orange Crew, Spring 2016

Close to Myself

hopearellanoblog2016Trail Journal… My writing won’t be so much about “the Trail”. So far, this is our first week. This past week for me personally has meant a lot. We’ve all worked so hard. On Thursday we spent 8 hours working in the pouring rain and on our lunch break, we built a tarp shelter. All of us sat under it and huddled for warmth, in that moment I felt close to myself and the people around me. We’ve spent every day this week hiking through the same forest/mountains with 10-13 tools and huge water containers: digging drains and moving dead trees. But at the end of every day we went home and did our chores together.

After the day of working in the rain, we were all making dinner and lunch for the next work day in the kitchen tent. I looked around and everyone was smiling and laughing. It was beautiful for such a bad day. I think we all came out feeling stronger having gotten through the cold and wet day. Anyways, it’s been great so far, and I can’t wait to see what our crew does together next!

Hope, Yellow Crew, Spring 2016

We Hold One Another Up

Anthony Douglas Fall 2 2015 Orange

NYC- I have done this program before, four times actually and each time there is something new and something challenging. I have been on an all male crew once before, this is the second time. Though this time is much more like a job, we have become more like brothers having to live with and work with one another for five weeks. Not all people like this and some leave. Although we hit some bumps, we came together and now hold one another up.

We spent the week clearing an old camp in the City of Rocks, picking up old sticks and logs. We stacked the logs and made them available for future camp fires. The sticks were sent through a chipper and helped lower the risk of fires. And on the last day, we made a new drain on a trail that had not been used in a long time.

We learned to do things better and quicker. We brought each other up and finished more than our project contacts asked us to do. We are a strong crew that will pull through whatever, even all the bad weather that was thrown at us!

Anthony, Fall 2 Yellow Crew, 2015

The World I Stand On

Casey Watson Fall 1 2015 Yellow

So far, Northwest Youth Corps has been a great and eventful journey. I have been testing myself to see how far my limits are and how much I can accomplish, even though most of my accomplishments would be with my crew and what we’ve done together. Being a part of this crew and program to make a difference in the world I stand on. It would be great to continue our adventure and share our accomplishments with those who keep an open mind and listen with their hearts so that we may take one more step closer to the goals and challenges we all share.

Casey, Fall 1 Yellow Crew, 2015

Mazingira Mazuri – “Good Environment”

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(Photo above was taken of some group members harvesting “chinisi” (like bok choi) from one of the community gardens)

I’ve been in Tanzania since last February and am living in a village in the southern highlands (with remarkably similar weather to the PNW, we have lots of pine trees). The school year just ended, but I taught an arts/empowerment class at the primary school I live next to and am planning to try out the curriculum I am writing for the country program called “mazingira mazuri” (good environment). The curriculum is partly inspired by SEED, but with a focus on life skills like gardening, water conservation, and HIV/AIDS. I’ve started a few community gardens in the village for nutrition and income and have just started a “mamas group” to make family gardens and talk about child nutrition, compost, greywater, etc.

My experience as a youth and leader at NYC helped me develop a familiarity with and thirst for challenge, which in part motivated me to join Peace Corps. The skills I gained have also helped since much of the technology I use is the same (my hand washing and dish washing setup is straight from NYC) and I am no stranger to a knot, hoe, or even dutch oven here (I miraculously found one at a table in Njombe that sells rejected GoodWill kitchen wares).

Kazi Njema,

-Frederick Livingston

Teens and Trails 2 2007, North 3 2008, Backcountry Leadership Program 2010, Swamper North 2 and Cycle Oregon 2011

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(This photo shows the road from the primary school (where I live) to the main part of the village)

Today We Stand Strong Together

Jacob Thompson Blog 2015 S4

I came here to work, nothing more, nothing less. But what ended up happening was a series of friendships; a gathering of people. I learned so much about myself. I learned how to cook, I learned good work etiquette, and I learned how to use tools I didn’t even know existed. When I got here I was the largest I’ve ever been and I leave here today the smallest I have been in years. I didn’t come here expecting a new home, just an escape from my own. I saw over the weeks that we all needed each other, as dysfunctional as we all were. I saw that we all needed to be pushed, not shoved. We all had something to prove to someone back home; even if it was our former selves.

We weren’t always a unit, we sure as heck didn’t start out as one; but today we stand strong together. We were all taken to our lowest points only to be picked back up by one of our own. My lowest points were the hills, but I conquered the hills every day despite the odds. I conquered those hills with the help of my crew, no, my family. I will never forget the sweat, I will never forget the white wall tents, I will never forget the hills, but what is forever sketched in my head are the faces, the smiles, the laughter. I miss you already yellow crew, my family of yellow blood. Thank you all.

Jacob

Yellow Crew

South 4, 2015